Topic: Not My Story.
This poem, came to me while chatting to a young person about life when I was a kid. I managed to write it down real quick before it ran away. I had a little go at doing it with my guitar but unfortunately due to my condition I am unable to play much guitar. I hope the soundcloud effort gives you an idea how the poem should be read.
https://soundcloud.com/eatleville/not-my-story
Not My Story
When I was a little boy.growing up to maybe age twelve.
Our parents never seemed to worry at all.
They trusted us to disapear and come back safely in one piece.
And left us to have adventures of our own,
Yes they left us to have adventures of our own.
And back at home in most families was a mother and a father.
Though I must admit that story isnt my own.
I must admit that story isnt my own.
But I didnt feel differant because there was people suporting me.
Even though it was just me.
My mother, brother, sister and me.
Today it's more common for families to have one perant.
And everyone worries more about their Kids.
And mothers and fathers have to work to provide the things to keep them on this earth.
When I was younger it would seem alot simpler.
Though I don't know if it's the truth.
It seemed to me that most homes only had one perant that did work.
There was mother looking after the house.
Father paying the way.
Though I must admit that's not my story but some how it feels the same.
Some how it feels the same,